Not Today

Sorry I can't come today,
He's got a social worker calling
I must be there.
Can I raincheck lunch?
His leg gave out on the stairs
And no one else is here.
Another time,
But time is not my own
I have his lunch to prepare.
My career can wait
His needs come before my ambition
And now I am too old.
Doctors appointments missed
Too busy hanging sheets out to dry
My own health left to decline.
A pitiful sum
Replacing a livable wage
Duty of love keeps me there.
My life
Saved the government millions
Yet my voice shall never be heard.
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JEMMY,, Stopping by to greet you and every other soup poet, with a special thank you comment, during this wonderful Thanksgiving season.
Hope you do not mind the time I am taking to express
my sincere appreciation
for any support you have offered during the years, or time you have been here on the soup.
I am deeply thankful and
extend to you my best wishes
for a happy and healthy
Poetic Magical Thanksgiving Day. *Always & Forever, the Poet Destroyer; -*